May 2020
Soundless,
emotionless.
but emotion flowers up
like blackened roses,
but never shadowed lilies.
Words are a force to be reckoned
and I forgot my own strength.
Honesty isn't always
the best policy.
emotionless.
but emotion flowers up
like blackened roses,
but never shadowed lilies.
Words are a force to be reckoned
and I forgot my own strength.
Honesty isn't always
the best policy.
I'd say it's funny how quickly things can change, but really, it's not. Sometimes it's scary. I'm afraid, deathly afraid and nervous. If I was a train, you could call me a train wreck.
